Gay Daddies Box Set by J.M. Snyder

Author:J.M. Snyder [Snyder, J.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 2940158103339
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Publisher: JMS Books LLC
Published: 2016-05-23T04:00:00+00:00

THE END

Tyler’s Teacher

Chapter 1

It’s 2:15 on Monday afternoon, and I’m slowly walking up the sidewalk to Lakeview Elementary, hands shoved into the front pockets of my jeans. My first time here was this morning, when I dropped my seven-year-old son Tyler off for school, and in the bustle of parents and kids and teachers, I didn’t really get a good look around. Now I check out the playground—lots of swings, good, he likes those—and notice the two baseball fields that hem in the blacktop area. Not too bad. At seven, Tyler’s favorite subject is still recess, so I want him to be happy playing out here during the day. If I were his age, I’d have a ball.

Cars line the sidewalk, the women waiting behind the wheels watching me with guarded expressions. I know what they’re thinking—I’m a writer, I can read people as well as any book. They’re describing me to police in their minds. Caucasian male in his early thirties, dark hair a little too long, wearing jeans and a denim jacket. Shifty eyes. Kept looking around like he was casing the joint. What’s a guy like that doing hanging around an elementary school anyway?

How about picking up my son?

But I know the routine—I’ve seen the distrust before, when I first started taking Tyler to school. Being self-employed, I have the luxury of dropping him off in the mornings and picking him up in the afternoons. Things had just settled into a routine at his old school—hell, the head of the PTA even asked me out to dinner one evening, though I had to politely decline. She wasn’t my type. Married, for one. Female, for another.

The mothers at the school Tyler last attended had just begun to accept me as one of their own. We’d joke over cups of coffee in the morning, or chat about what was on sale at the local grocery store while we waited on the sidewalk in the afternoon. Then I decided it was time to move out, move on, into a place Tyler and I could call our own. When our apartment’s lease came up, I didn’t renew it, and my sister helped me find a small starter home in a neighborhood close to hers. It’s just over the county line, putting Tyler in a different school district. I could’ve kept him in his old school for the rest of the year, then moved him when he started the second grade, but I didn’t see the need in driving through traffic twice a day just to keep him at the old school. He’s only seven. He’ll make new friends easily enough.

This school is larger than his old one, though. I don’t see any of the same faces I saw this morning when I dropped him off. Still, it isn’t hard to figure out which door the kids exit at the end of the day—rows of women line a set of double doors just off the playground, and they shift nervously when I approach.

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